dripping down the side
of my life
into a dream
of heat and sparsity
the children cry here! here!
and i weep
not only for the frozen winters
but for the melting summers
and the tranquil springs
and the lucid memories
that keep me
on my toes
i purr
because i am comfortable
but i'd like to shoot that arrow
towards the moon
and bring it down for you
i want to give you the moon and the stars
and i need clarence to help me
i've passed many
for you
so give me a chance
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